Chapter 1271: Chapter 1274

Chapter 1274

Tyler had passed out from a dangerously high fever. It was just a matter of time before he caught a

fever with him being drenched with the rain and standing in the cold wind for so long. He only had

himself to blame for this.

Vicky stood by his bedside and looked anxiously at his pale face. She then turned toward the doctor

who was busy tending to him and asked, ’Doctor, why is he still burning up?”

“Well, he hadn’t fully recovered when he went out to stand in the rain…” The doctor’s face darkened

when he saw the temperature reading on the thermometer. “Not only is his temperature not coming

down, but it’s actually going up, too.”

Vicky felt her breath caught in her throat. ’Does he need to go to the hospital?’

The doctor shook his head. “No. The hospital will only hook him up with some IV drips like I’m doing

now. Besides, we shouldn’t put any more stress on his body…”

After a pause, he added sternly, ‘Based on the current situation, I think it’s best to use a traditional

method of lowering his body temperature. He can’t go on burning like this.’

“What’s going to happen if he continues to burn like this?” asked Vicky worriedly.

“At best, he might get mild pneumonia, but…’ The doctor sighed. “At worst, he might get brain

damage.”

“Brain damage?’ Vicky glanced at Tyler and asked softly, “Do you mean he’ll mentally degrade?”

“Well…” The doctor did not want to jinx anything, so he went about it in a roundabout way. ’There are

some clinical cases where patients exhibit mental retardation after experiencing a dangerously high

fever, so it’s best we proceed with caution.’

A chill gripped Vicky’s heart. ‘He’s lost his memory, and if he gets further brain damage…’ She did not

think any further, so she distracted herself by cooling down Tyler by placing a cold towel on his

forehead, replacing it with a new cold one whenever the towel got hot.

After some time, Harry noticed Vicky’s hands had become red and peeling from submerging them too

long in the cold water, so he took over the task of placing the cold towel on Tyler’s forehead.

However, as soon as he got close, Tyler would struggle. It was as if he would not allow anyone else

other than Vicky to get close to him. Hence, Harry had no choice but to give back the cold towel to

Vicky.

For the entire night, Vicky worked tirelessly to change the cold towels on Tyler’s work paid off as his

body temperature finally came down when morning broke.

“Missus Hart, Mister Tyler’s condition has stabilized. Why don’t you leave him to me so you can rest?”

Harry asked softly.

Vicky was indeed tired, so she took him up on the offer.

“Okay,” she said with a nod.

After she got back to her room, she showered and went straight to sleep. I’ll need to continue to take

care of Tyler for the foreseeable future, so I can’t give up now.’

Vicky had no idea how long she had slept as rapid knocks were heard on her door.

“Missus Hart, are you awake?”

She realized the sky outside had darkened when she opened her eyes. She looked at the time,

thinking, ‘Have I slept for so long?’

She then quickly went to open the door. “Has Tyler woken up?”

“Yes. He insisted on seeing you, so I had no choice but to wake you up,” answered Harry

apologetically.

Vicky felt more invigorated after she heard Tyler had woken up. “When did he wake up?”

“Not long ago.”

Vicky nodded and followed Harry to Tyler’s bedroom.

Tyler was indeed awake. He was leaning against the headboard and looking at the sunset outside the

window.